Lord of the Mysteries

“France is great.” I had plans of politely complimenting his country, but perhaps because I’m used to lampooning, I almost blurt out: “Great at surrendering.”

“Cough…” I cough dryly and say no more, lest he finds Chinese-styled sense of humor unacceptable.

After chatting for a while, I point in the direction of the airport.

“Mr. Zaratulstra will take a few more hours before he arrives. Shall we head inside and have something to drink?”

“Wine?” Rosago looks at me.

“No. I mean coffee, tea, cola, and so on. Don’t drink and drive.” I’m surprised that his first reaction towards the suggestion is wine.

You’re a professional chauffeur!

Aren’t you a little too rash?

The foreigner, Rosago, clearly didn’t understand my humor. After thinking for a few seconds, he says, “Sorry, I woke up too early today and am still a little sleepy. I’ll be sleeping in the car for a while.”

“Okay.” I secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Although I’m not against social interactions, and I’m even willing to be on good terms with people from a partnered company, I still feel a little uncomfortable thinking about having to spend a few hours with a stranger I’m not familiar with.

Even if the other party were a beauty, this feeling wouldn’t be any less.

Yes, that’s the case for me. Perhaps he shares the same thoughts. That’s probably why he chose to sleep in the car.

Returning from the parking lot to the airport, I randomly find an empty seat and sit down, not putting what I said about drinking something into practice.

It all costs money!

Based on my understanding of CEO Huang, he’s quite generous. But at the same time, as the big boss, he wouldn’t pay attention to the reimbursements of a mere employee. These sorts of trivial matters are usually handled by the finance department that follows a particular procedure.

Therefore, if I waited until noon at the airport, I would definitely be able to claim the expenses for lunch, but I would have to bear the expenses for coffee, cola, tea, snacks, etc. Those are unnecessary expenses.

Of course, if I could get Comrade Rosago to join me for the meal, then I would be able to claim such expenses—client entertainment!

For this reason, when I invited him earlier, I was actually quite sincere. At least half of it was true.

After sitting for a while and using my phone, I suddenly realize a serious issue:

hadn’t had

in a hurry this

and feel my thirst and hunger,

or McDonalds, or get some random slice of bread? I stand up

I see the first shop that looks like it sells local

I approach the frozen

matter?” I

comes from the other end

Bei is undergoing a thunderstorm. All

switch to using the

this fellow too unlucky… I’m

shall we wait at

enough time because the high-speed

a maximum of 90 minutes from the airport to the municipal high-speed railway station. It takes less time than the time

longer. I’ll wait for confirmation,” Rosago replies

see the door to the ice cabinet push open. A small, fair, fat hand reaches in and picks up a Baxy-branded white peach oolong-flavored ice

this hand and see a child that looks

its face is chubby and

so irresponsible! I gaze up

have no intention of stopping them. It’s none of my

long as they don’t abuse the child, all

is letting a one-year-old eat ice cream a form of

the child appears quite

at any time. I

sit down and quickly finish breakfast, Rosago

tickets for today’s high-speed railway have been sold out. Mr. Zaratulstra will have to stay there

I don’t have

head

come again tomorrow,” Rosago says immediately. “Come to the parking lot. I’ll send

I reply

being greedy. After all, I can also claim my travel expenses for my

good relations with the employees

end up getting an additional order, it gives me another outlet for job-hopping

I’ll get along with him

be quite awkward if two

It’s only about an hour anyway… I console myself. I leave the airport